[Western Crossover] Wait, Aren't I a Player?

I'm very sorry for disappearing for so long because of various things.

I wrote this story on a whim, and it was a mess, so I rewrote it while it was on hiatus and am starting over from Chapter One.

I don't know if you'll like the revised version, but in any case, thank you for reading my work.

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Here's the blurb:

Tim first met Sena in an Arkham infirmary. She'd broken in and was beating the Riddler to a pulp while Batman looked on disapprovingly.

"Where are the trophies?! Where did you hide those hundreds of Riddler trophies on the map?!"

The Riddler, nearly beaten into a riddle himself: ?

Tim met Sena for the second time when she was trending on TK. She climbed Avengers Tower, pulled out her phone right in front of Iron Man's repulsor, and remotely directed a junior to pull for... summon a Heroic Spirit.

"Jalter, take me with you, Jalter!"

Gudao, watching the livestream from Chaldea, far away: "?"

Tim met Sena for the third time during a demon-summoning ritual. The Winchester brothers were fighting a demon, while Sena...

Sena's eyes lit up. Without a second thought, she looked right at him and said, "Hi, wifey!"

The Winchesters, fighting for their lives: "?"

Tim, who had somehow become her wife: "?"

The demon, suddenly ignored by everyone: "?"

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Compared to reality, players will always choose games.

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Here are some content warnings:

1. A silly story with no substance or meaning, full of out-of-character behavior and stereotypes

2. The protagonist is chaotic neutral, with a bit of a conscience, but not much

3. A chaotic mix of Marvel, DC, FGO, and SPN.

4. Pairing: Red Robin

Theme: Life isn't a track. It's a wilderness.